Restarting the myth.

Chapter 76 Killing someone with a borrowed knife

Under pressure from the two knights, the thoughts of secret investigation fled far away.

In order to cover the teacher's retreat, Wayne did not move a step, pretending that he was more interested in the Dark Knight and confronting him in a posing manner.

After a while, he confirmed that the teacher was safe, then he slowly spoke:
"Leave it to me." x2
How could I possibly leave it to you to handle!

Wayne was disdainful in his heart. He shook the reins and jumped into the transmission channel: "I am very interested in the head of the high priest. If you want it...it depends on your ability."

The Dark Knight said nothing. After the portal disappeared, his figure disappeared into the darkness. When he reappeared, he appeared right in front of the undead warhorse.

Wayne was secretly surprised. Although Yulia's portal could not cross long distances, the space magic involved was already very exaggerated. He never expected that the Dark Knight's teleportation magic was similar.

This way, it would only take a few teleports to catch up with Xifei.

Teacher, you have to run faster and don't look back.

"Jie Jie Jie, it's interesting."

Wayne's skull-head grinned, trying to get the Dark Knight's attention again.

What's so good about a long-legged queen? A real man should be good at doing things. The night is now in full swing, so why don't we have a competition to see who can win the best style award tonight.

The effect was average. The Dark Knight ignored it and stepped into the dark area. He freely traveled through space and left Wayne far behind with a few flashes.

so troublesome!
Wayne rode his horse to chase after him. He didn't know the upper limit of Sphy's strength, or who was stronger between him and the Dark Knight, but based on the warnings from his supernatural senses, the Dark Knight was undoubtedly more dangerous.

Perhaps it was because the Dark Knight's appearance brought with it strong hostility, which triggered supernatural sensations, but no matter what, Sifty was very kind to him and was his most respected teacher. His status was slightly higher than that of the butler Fla, so he could not be left alone.

Even if we take a step back, in the middle of the night, a man in black is following a long-legged beauty, the righteous Death Knight must respond.

Two minutes later, seeing that the Dark Knight was approaching the source of thoughts first, he suddenly stopped, slowly turned around and looked at the Death Knight who was riding towards him.

"Since you intend to take the head of the High Priest of the Church of Nature, I will give it to you, but remember, Lendan is my territory. No one can act recklessly in Lendan without my permission." The Dark Knight stated coldly, took a step forward, and completely disappeared into the depths of darkness.

The prey is right in front of you, and you suddenly stop chasing it. What does it mean?
Wayne didn't quite understand and suspected that his acting skills were limited and that the other party had discovered him. He hesitated for 0.01 seconds, shook the reins and continued to move closer to the teacher.

At this point, he had to go even if he didn't want to. Otherwise, if he didn't dare to go, the Dark Knight would spread rumors everywhere, saying that the High Priest of the Church of Nature and the Death Knight were having an affair.

Wayne doesn't care. Once he takes off his vest, he can love whoever he wants.

The teacher is not good enough. The rumors flying around will definitely affect his career. He also hopes that the teacher will be promoted step by step, and when he becomes a pope in the future, he will support him, his student, to bully the locals and sleep with the candidate for the saint!
The undead warhorse leaped out of the teleportation channel, landed on all fours, and trampled on the scorching white light spots.

The white light spread out, like a stone breaking the calm water, and faint ripples spread in all directions.

The scenery in front of Wayne changed drastically. The foggy tree-lined path was dispersed by ripples, and the wide street shrouded in moonlight spread out rapidly forward and backward.

The long street is about 30 meters wide, with buildings on both sides in distinct Gothic style, including a huge bell tower and a majestic cathedral. The towering towers reach into the clouds, with black spires piercing up like spears and swords.

The exterior walls of the building are covered with translucent glass with intricate patterns. Through the windows, you can see the flickering candlelight in the dark and faintly hear the melodious hymns of the choir.

The magnificent buildings looked mysterious and solemn under the moonlight. The sudden ringing of the bell added a heavy sense of history to the long street.

Barrier?
Wayne looked at the endless street, and as far as his sight could reach, he was surprised to see a figure riding an undead warhorse.

His back!

"Something, but not much..."

Wayne spoke in a low voice, perhaps the Church of Nature knew the Death Knight very well, had rich experience in combat, and was proficient in one hundred and eight small tricks to trap the Death Knight.

Unfortunately, empiricism is deadly and he chose the wrong target. He is not a Death Knight.

In terms of strength, Wayne knows that he is not as good as the Death Knight, but in terms of skills, he has more means of dealing with it than the Death Knight with a single attribute.

Super vision!

Magic power surged up, and black smoke surged like a burning black flame. Two white lights burst out from Wayne's skull, sweeping across the field like a sharp sword, and found the suture section on the long street that connected the beginning and the end.

The two Gothic buildings are one tall and one short, and there are defects in the splicing section.

It looks like an AI program that can't draw fingers. At first glance, the overall style is perfect and there is nothing wrong with it. But upon closer inspection, oh my god, it's the six-fingered guitar demon.

Wayne pulled out the Shadow Nightmare, the sword's blade reflected the cold white moonlight, illuminating the knight's white bone skull. He charged on his horse, and his sword slashed fiercely at the broken interface.

There was a loud bang and a vibration.

The scene in front of me shattered like a mirror, and a deep space passage appeared before my eyes.

Wayne did not hesitate, riding the undead warhorse to perform space teleportation, and before the passage shrank rapidly, he jumped out of the barrier.

This time, what appeared in front of Wayne was a lush green forest.

The ancient trees are intertwined and countless towering trees stand like ancient giants between heaven and earth. The endless sea of ​​forests looks magnificent from a distance, slowly unfolding a vast picture.

The second layer of the barrier had not yet been set up. Several mages stared blankly at the sudden appearance of the Death Knight, trying their best to understand why the other party was so fast today.

The woman in the lead was extremely beautiful, with delicate features like porcelain, long hair like a waterfall that exuded a faint fragrance, and a light green dress that fitted her body perfectly, outlining her graceful figure.

Seeing the Undead Knight looking at him, he quickly raised his hands to cover his face.

Wayne looked at the other person in surprise. As far as the perception of thoughts was concerned, the other person was almost no different from his teacher Xifei. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were the same person.

What’s going on? Are they the teacher’s twin sisters?

Wayne was confused, but seeing that the other person was elegant and about 27 or 28 years old, it was impossible for her to be his teacher's daughter, so he could only make the above guess.

But why cover your face? It’s not ugly!
On the opposite side, the woman was filled with deep regret. The surging magic power of a golden wizard level burst out from her body. The magic tide rolled up the green sky and merged into a touch of pure moonlight, quickly completing the deployment of the second layer of the barrier.

The cold moon shone down from the sky, turning into invisible chains that entangled the undead warhorse. Wayne's arm holding the sword felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and a strange, bizarre, indescribable chill struck his skeletal body.

"The barrier won't trap him for too long. I've already planted the seeds. Mission accomplished. Retreat." The woman quickly gave orders and led several subordinates through the secret door of the barrier.

As for Wayne, he felt as if there was something extra in his body. He felt it, and the Book of Greed also felt it.

Ugh!

"Don't eat so fast next time. At least let me see what it is."

Wayne complained, still wondering why the mysterious woman's thinking was so similar to his teacher's. It was hard to tell the truth from the false, and even he, a student, was able to hide it.

"Who is it?"

Wayne sighed that there were many hidden talents in Lundan, and any magician who stood out was incredibly powerful. He swung his sword to cut the invisible chains around him and rode his undead warhorse to stroll in the barrier.

Although it was just an illusory barrier, the natural scenery was magnificent and vast, giving him a sense of tranquility that penetrated his heart. Practicing communication with nature here would definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort. Wayne was so greedy that he wanted to sit down and meditate immediately.

What a pity that I can’t sit!
The camera turned and the undead warhorse leaped out of the portal, shaking its head and snorting continuously.

"Master, I'm allergic to pollen."

"Stop joking. You're dead, and there's nothing left but bones. How could you be allergic to pollen?"

Wayne patted the horse's head. Pollen allergy was impossible. It could only be said that the venue card restrained him. Yulia liked the cemetery in the dark, and did not like the natural barrier in the moonlight.

"Who is it?"

Wayne muttered about the woman's identity, and suddenly, he thought of a suspicious point. When he was confronting the Dark Knight, a thought very similar to his teacher's suddenly interrupted him.

At that time, he thought that the teacher saw a dog-eat-dog fight and couldn't help laughing out loud in excitement. Now thinking about it, it was obvious that the other party did it deliberately, deliberately exposing himself and attracting the attention of the two knights of death and darkness.

After that, Wayne couldn't figure it out. The other party led him into the barrier and seemed to have done nothing...

Oh, it’s not like I did nothing.

The woman buried something that was related to moonlight, which was swallowed by the Book of Greed and became the nourishment for the little eyeballs.

Wayne guessed that this was a conspiracy against the knight. The Dark Knight noticed the clues in advance and retreated decisively without going deeper. Only he fell into the trap.

"No, there is another person who has also been plotted against!"

The teacher's face appeared in front of Wayne. The woman set up an ambush not for a fight, but after some operations, she successfully attracted two enemies for the teacher, one was the Death Knight and the other was the Dark Knight.

Unfortunately, she had planned and thought too much, but she didn't expect that the Death Knight would break the first layer of the barrier in advance and see her true face.

"The other party can skillfully control both nature and moonlight magic. Is he a member of the Free Mage Alliance, or is it that the Three Goddesses Alliance of Lundan is dissatisfied with the teacher and is using a knife to kill someone?"

Wayne pondered for a moment. The situation was becoming more and more confusing. The information he had was limited and he could no longer understand it.

Very troublesome!
Not only was Xifei getting into more and more trouble, but he, the student, was also getting deeper and deeper into trouble.

The Death Knight's vest is involved in too many things, and every time it shows up it attracts a lot of attention. For example, tonight, it directly attracted the close attention of several churches, and those who appeared were all high-ranking officials of the major churches in London.

The more Death Knight armor is involved, the wider the impact will be, and the more serious the escalation trend will be.

Wayne decided that it was necessary to put this vest aside and reduce the number of times he appeared in public in the near future. It would be best if he did not show up in public and kept the Death Knight hidden.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Death Knight of Lendan is himself. Wayne knows very well that he can only get rid of the Shadow Nightmare with the help of the Book of Greed. He is not a Death Knight and cannot take on the grievances of the other party.

If we continue to pretend like this, the situation will only get worse and worse until it collapses beyond our control.

Truth will come to light sooner or later. Fakes are fakes after all. He wears a vest to facilitate his work, not to bring trouble upon himself.

"The sudden surge of power has made me forget myself a little. It's time to fight. It's time to return to being an ordinary magician's apprentice..."

Wayne took a deep breath. The Death Knight's vest had too much influence, which was both a good thing and a bad thing. Tonight was a reminder for him that it was better to keep a low profile as a magician.

The powerful force stimulated his desire more and more. He was dazzled by the power and became a little bit arrogant recently. The previous horse riding on the river and tonight's party were all unwise moves to expand his desire for power.

Wayne shook his head repeatedly. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Lendan was not the remote town of Enroard, and its power was not just the Earth Core Cult which was not worthy of being mentioned in the public eye. He did not even know the strength of Lendan, but he took the initiative to jump out and concentrate fire. It was really too foolish of him.

Look at the Dark Knight! He is so low-key. Apart from taking the initiative to meet with his allies, he has been hiding in the dark from beginning to end and is determined not to expose himself to everyone.

"I've learned this. If I try to act cool again, I'll be nothing but a hammer!"

Wayne gritted his teeth, took it as a warning, and vowed to learn from the Dark Knight and never step into the spotlight if possible.

Especially vests, vests are used to take the blame, not to show off. The power of vests does not represent oneself. You still have to rely on yourself, and self-improvement is the kingly way.

However, self-improvement and not smoking are two different things. One has to smoke. If he doesn't, his fellow villagers will have to live on the streets.

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The next morning, the fog had not yet dissipated.

Wayne dragged his tired body back to the detective agency. Last night he returned to the sewer, turned his grief and anger into strength, and under the leadership of the fire element, he swept several places where his fellow villagers gathered.

"This group of unruly people are hiding deeper and deeper."

Wayne muttered to himself as he pushed open the back door. Fortunately, Ah Huo had the courage to report and actively led the way, otherwise he would have been dodged by earth, water, and wind.

After several nights of hard work, especially a fierce wave last night, Wayne's life essence, which had not moved for a long time, rose to 96%. Although the increase was not large, the progress bar successfully moved forward, and the effect was gratifying.

Entering the detective agency, Wayne noticed something strange.

The furniture was arranged exactly as before, and the books, paper and pens on the desk had not been moved, but he still smelled the scent of a stranger.

Three smells, tobacco and alcohol.

Wayne narrowed his eyes and checked around. Someone came to his house last night, but the five hundred shireks he had placed in the drawer were not touched, which meant that the other party was not here for money.

If you don't seek money, you can only rape someone.

"I just want to keep a low profile and meditate, but why is someone always targeting me? Who is it this time? What enemy have I offended again?" Wayne was full of doubts and prepared to set up an ambush and find out the other party's background tonight.

After pondering for a moment, he gave up the idea, turned to a street phone booth, and dialed the number of the royal sister teacher.

"The detective agency is not safe. I'm being targeted. It might be the same big shot as before."

"Impossible. Although he talks a lot about morality and ethics, and his whole speech is full of lies to deceive women, he still has basic integrity."

"..."

Teacher, do you want to listen to what you are saying? This is a grammatical error and it is inconsistent.

Also, what is your relationship with that big shot? It doesn't sound right!
"Teacher, do you have a safe house in Lundan? I want to find a quiet corner to concentrate on meditation."

"There are a few. I'll give you an address. Ask them to make arrangements and you can move in this afternoon."

"Thank you for your help." Wayne was very happy. Having a domineering teacher made moving convenient.

"There's no need to be polite between you and me. Meditate well. When you become a magician on your own, your sister will need your help to hold the fort."

On the other side of the phone, Xifei once again told Wayne not to show up in public recently, and then said: "A few guests are coming, contact me in the evening."

(End of this chapter)